A yearning for the honest thing.
My yearning for organic produce and healthy living led me down the road of making my own. Slowly at first — a jar here, a bar there — until the kitchen began to smell more like a forest floor than a pantry.
I work in small batches, all natural, with what the season offers. The lye is leached from salvaged rhododendron — a hardwood most folk burn without thinking. Combined with cold-pressed rapeseed, virgin coconut oil, and wild honey, it becomes the base for both the soaps and the moisturisers.
Every bar, every jar, is poured by one pair of hands in Falkirk. There's no machine line, no warehouse. When a batch is gone, it's gone, and the next one will smell of whatever the hedgerow is offering up that month.
The name
Alba is the old Gaelic name for Scotland — the country these batches are made in, and a word that also carries the sense of dawn and white light.
Botanics is the plants themselves — the rhododendron, the hedgerow herbs, the cold-pressed oils. The standing green that every bar and jar is built from.
Scotland above, plants below. A craft rooted in the country and what grows in it.
How to order
Payment by bank transfer only, or collection in Falkirk.
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